Wet viviparity

Chapter 344: Rain, Washing the Green Mountains
While flying, the thousands of mountains and valleys seemed to be thrown behind him, but Wen Daoyu's mind was still immersed in the past.

"Thunder Generals have always been intolerant of any grain of sand in their eyes, let alone the Twelve Thunder Generals of the Five Thunder Palace.

They are from the Driving Lightning Institute, and there are 24 Thunder Generals under the Xingyun and Hufeng Departments. Although they are collectively called the 36 Thunder Generals of the Thunder Department, their practices and status are very different. "

Huang Ling was still very worried at first, but when she thought that Wen Daoyu was fine now, it meant that nothing serious had happened, she started to laugh, looked at Wen Daoyu, and said, "I didn't expect that Yulang was so gentle and courageous that he was not even afraid of General Zheng Lei."

"Afraid, how can I not be afraid!"

Wen Daoyu patted Huang Ling's head affectionately and said with a smile: "It's not that I was afraid of General Zheng Lei. At that time, I didn't know so much. I only knew that the golden cone was a treasure and those boys must be extraordinary.

When those fairy children were having fun, they threw the golden cone directly on the beach, right in front of me. The temptation was enough to kill all fear.

In the next few days, nothing happened, so I started to think about the golden cone. "

"If you want something, just chisel it with a golden awl and you will find it."

"Haha~"

Wen Daoyu was amused by Huang Ling and said, "If that were the case, I would have already been able to call the shots in this Taoist land of Tiannan. Why would I come here to visit my fellow disciple?"

"Too."

Huang Ling's cheeks turned slightly red and she felt a little embarrassed, but out of her strong curiosity, she continued to ask.

“Of course I have used the golden awl before. I can chisel out pearls, jade, metal ores, etc. from rocks, but I cannot chisel out elixir heads or rare elixirs. It is also difficult to chisel out the most mysterious and strange ones.

Even so, in the few years after I obtained the golden cone, my Taoism advanced by leaps and bounds. I also upgraded the Great Wind-Pounce Hand into the Art of Feather Transformation. I was the most famous person in Heguan and was even taken to the Jia and Yi peaks by the previous master to broaden my horizons.

It wasn't until one of Lei's subordinates came that the strange relationship came to an end."

"Demon spirit?"

"Yes, a demon with eagle claws, a human body and a thunder god's face, calling himself Third Master, came directly to Heguan and asked me for the golden cone." Wen Daoyu's eyes were full of reminiscence, and he said: "It was then that I learned the identity of the owner of the golden cone, who was actually a genuine thunder general.

The demon spirit came down to do an errand for General Zheng Lei, saying that although I took the golden cone by accident, it also showed that I had some affinity with the golden cone, and that since I took it this time, I should get some compensation for it.

"Yulang, the golden cone is gone just like that, what a pity."

“No, not at all.

From the first day I got it, I knew that one day it would be found by its owner.

At that time, the righteous general Lei sent the demon spirit down, but instead of blaming me, he compensated me. This was already the best result.

You have no idea how relieved I was at that time. I slept for two days straight after that day."

"Then what compensation do you want, Yulang?"

Huang Ling asked.

She felt completely attracted, and had a desire to gain a deeper understanding of Wen Daoyu's past, and her affectionate way of addressing him was full of emotion.

"Boom~"

At this time, above the distant mountains, a strong wind gathered, the remaining clouds surged, shaking the forest waves, and the ravines flew upside down. The endless mountain mist rose to the sky, and the yellow sand and stones were desolate. Wen Daoyu stopped talking for a moment, spread out his arms, and wings appeared in an instant.

These two wings are the art of metamorphosis. Now that he has mastered the art, he does not need to flap them. A spiritual wind will carry him into the air. If he flaps his arms and wings, his flying speed will be even more extraordinary.

"Look there!"

Huang Ling, riding on a dark cloud formed by five beast ghosts, shouted in shock.

She pointed to the muddy river outside the mountains, where there were several long shadows lurking underwater, moving slowly forward. The surging river water seemed to be echoing the wind and clouds in the sky.

Seen from the air, the several long shadows are not very big, but compared with the wood and rocks next to them, you can know that each of them is a giant creature in the river, and judging from their shapes, they should be demonic snakes.

Before Wen Daoyu could lower himself to take a closer look, he saw a long shadow crossing the river, revealing some of its figure, with its flowery scales glittering and its round scales swaying, some thick and some thin. The thick one was a python spewing out sad mist, and the thin one was a long snake spitting out strange wind.

Snakes and pythons flew through the mist and rode the wind, gathering around a long shadow that looked like a dragon but not a dragon, and like a snake but not a snake, and flew together to a steep peak that stood as a screen on the mountain.

"Qingbo Dragon!" Wen Daoyu was knowledgeable and immediately recognized the famous Nanpan River water dragon in the Hemingfangdan River.

"Yulang, look, isn't this Yanxu Mountain?"

Huang Ling pointed to the big mountain in front and said to Wen Daoyu.

Wen Daoyu took a look and thought, "I haven't been here for many years, but it's not as desolate as before. Could it be that the ground veins under the mountain have been stabilized? It shouldn't be this early."

He and Huang Ling followed the snakes, pythons, and Qingbo Dragon.

For a moment, the two did not dare to move forward too much, nor did they want to fall too far behind. As a result, they were soaked by the wind and rain stirred up by the snakes and pythons behind them.

I saw the Qingbo Tornado with a group of snakes and pythons flying outside the peak in the wind and rain. It stretched out a horned dragon head and spoke to somewhere on the peak, then went up into the clouds.

On the top of the mountain, in front of the Shushi Cave, Ji Ming stood on the cliff and said a few words to Qingbolong who was leaning his head out of the cliff, asking him to give good rain. In a blink of an eye, he saw two people outside the mountain after the wind and rain.

"This Wen Daoyu still has the mind to spy, so let him meet his old friend."

Ji Ming thought so in his mind, he pinched two fingers, picked up a leaf of fine energy between his fingers, and threw it into the wind and rain, immediately wrapping the two people up into the sky.

Wen Daoyu and Huang Ling were completely defenseless. They were looking around and maintaining a safe position in the previous second, and in the next second they seemed to be thrown into a torrent, rolling uncontrollably.

They rolled all the way to the dark clouds, and before they could calm down, three figures fell down and surrounded them.

"It's your boy."

A familiar yet unfamiliar voice brought Wen Daoyu back to his senses. He subconsciously looked around and saw three figures surrounding him, shrouded in thick fog.

"Third Master, is this you, old man?"

He protected the trembling Huang Ling behind him and asked with forced calmness.

In the mist, a voice said sinisterly: "This kid has seen us. Should we..."

"Don't do anything stupid." The one called Third Master said to the other two, "It's probably the owner of this mountain playing a little joke on him. They are brothers from the same sect."

"Is he also a disciple of the local master?"

"No, it's from Heguan, but the abbot was a wonderful person when he was alive. He has been my good friend for many years."

The Third Master spoke hurriedly and pushed Wen Daoyu and Huang Ling off the clouds.

Then, he said to the other two: "While that dragon is calling the wind and rain in the clouds, let's quickly sprinkle some sweet rain down to increase the rain in the clouds and wash the mountain green."

"it is good!"

"That's how it should be."

In front of the cliff, Ji Ming looked at the thick cumulus clouds with joy in his eyes, and he felt a little relieved.

After Yanxu Mountain was cleansed and precious bamboos and spiritual branches were planted, his Shushi Cave on Yuping Peak would have the foundation to become famous in the land of southern Tian.

All I can see is:
Falling down in large numbers and piling up one after another.

They flutter down in large flakes, like crystal flowers floating in the sky; they pile up in large flakes, like clouds piled up on the top of a mountain.

At first it was like a light mist in the palm of your hand, then it came back like a bucket tipping over. The ground was covered with white goose feathers, and the distant mountains were dyed with dark blue. The streams surged with thousands of silk threads, and the waterfalls flew with thousands of silver threads.

The water in front of Shushi Cave gradually flooded, and the Eight-Bend River slowly leveled off. This is Lingxu asking for help from the wind and clouds, and the upside-down Milky Way is tilting down.

"Third Master, there is too much rain."

There was a cry of surprise from above the clouds.

"It doesn't matter if we have a little more water. We don't need it anyway."

(End of this chapter)